Today was the annual boob sqeezing

event at the local radiological center in Round Rock. In addition to being pushed and squeezed the way no boob should be, I had my first bone scan, signs that old age is knocking at the door if I don't watch it. I suppose I should be grateful as if I was in the UK, with no family history of breast cancer, I wouldn't have even had a mammogram yet.

However, it seems the more tests the better over here, as I have good insurance and that is the big BUT. Since I have move over here I have had an MRI of my head and my back, xrays of my back, colonscopy, a couple of ultrasounds of my uterus, 5 mammograms, a bone density scan and too many blood tests to count plus other things I am sure.

My next visit to my gynaecologist will be to discuss an vaginal vault repair I need for rectocele caused in no small part by having 1 baby of 8lbs 12oz and the last being 10lbs 3ozs, getting stuck by the shoulders in the process. I must admit I have known I had a problem for years but the thought of an operation just wasn't a happy thought but recently the problem has become just too bad to ignore.

Well, my life seems to have taken over by the kids or should I say the house has been taken over by Alan. He doesn't do much but somehow his presence is everywhere. At the moment I am on the PC because that way I can escape from the surround sound which is currently blasting out at the moment, as he and his girlfriend watch some horror dvd. At night, in our bedroom, you hear his voice booming as he talks to his girlfriend on the phone for 2 hours (his room is above ours). It not that he is shouting, far from it but his voice is deep and resonance much further than a normal voice for some reason.

Poor Elisabeth is having a tough week. She had a lot to cheer about last Friday as she has been accepted officially for the masters program she applied for. However, since then her truck (an 1995 S10) has collapse on her, probably needing a new water pump and then yesterday, she switch on her PC and nothing! Even worse than that, this week she is 22 so we have finally said, no more car insurance and come August, she is on her own financially. I must admit I feel really really bad about that and worry how she is going to cope but then other 22 yrs do. However, that doesn't stop me worrying. At least she is guarantee a TA job which will pay her fees for the course but then she needs to find loans for living expenses. Somehow I think she will need to cut back on some things she is going to find hard to do.

Emily had her rehearsal for the graduation today, another one tomorrow and then the real deal on Friday.

So tomorrow I need to buy a small graduation gift (about $20) and a present for Elisabeth for her birthday on Saturday. I know what I am getting (she has already had some it when she gave down last week) but I can't say at the moment as she does read this blog sometimes. Its not a traditional gift, she might be insulted by it but she needs it, so hopefully she will be happy.